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the forbidden crush is hitting so hard, i make myself daydream about an arranged marriage with my estranged childhood bestfriend wtf....
#arranged marriage#childhood#childhood best friends to lovers#crush#forbidden love#wtf#just daydreaming#i fell asleep amid the flowers#for a couple of hours#daydream in blue
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why do i feel faye would fuck with megan so hard...
#❝ f. valentine ❞ ┆ headcanons ┆ it’s better to be alone in your solitude !#❝ wishlist ❞ ┆ all on my line like caller number nine !#❝ mp3 ❞ ┆ i fell asleep amid the flowers !#Youtube
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DAYDREAM, I FELL ASLEEP AMID THE FLOWERS
#flower power#flower princess#pale goddess#pale girl#blond babe#blond beauty#blondie#blond#blond woman#nudemodel#nudephotography#artistic nude#nude art#nude pose#nude in nature#nature girl#nature nude#nature lovers#topanga canyon#topangacalifornia#california girls#california love#natural body#natural woman#topangastatepark#naked into the wilderness#naked outside#nude outdoors#nude outside#chlobody
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[MOON 6 PT 1]
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daydream
i fell asleep amid the flowers
for a couple of hours
on a beautiful day
#vspc moons#clangen#warrior cats#clan generator#warrior cats clangen#I swear after this moon i’ll stop with the multiple part moons… for a while#404s first appearance in a moon btw
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Tide of Reunion
Giyuu Tomioka x Fiancée!Reader
The moon shone tenderly amid the forest's evergreen trees. A night of longing and drive, as the wind howled gently. Soft clouds form along the starry sky, capturing a visual impression.
Your shared home, in which you resided with Giyuu, was nestled among the seemingly unending woods. Your home is constructed with large woodwork, layered with a sloping roof.
The exterior doors were adorned with translucent paper, creating a serene atmosphere.
You lie calmly, asleep within the futon, a comfortable warm within. You are surrounded by poetically painted scrolls on the walls and tatami mat floor surfaces.
It had been overly long since your fiancée slept beside. He was hauled along strings of responsibilities, leaving you confined to your own presence. Though he hadn't written, he had on occasion sent you the plucked marvels of flowers he came across, indicating to you that you'd very much lingered in his mind.
Laying within the warm, padded material, your mind trailed aimlessly.You slept tranquilly, pondering on what your partner could be doing at this very moment. As your chest lifted and fell delicately, the foyer doors slid open.
It was promptly followed by the familiar ring of footsteps. They tread particularly lightly, preventing from grumbling a disturbance. It creeps across the hallway until it settles behind your door. You were yet to stir, as you continued to aspire, your mind venturing through absurd existences.
Careful hands lightly nudge the door wide before promptly closing. A wave of soothing lavender and rosemary aromas caress your senses with ardor. Deep, azure eyes glare at you fondly, as if not more relieved to see you. Despite his excessive thrills, he did not awaken you so suddenly, instead carefully undressing himself from his own uniform, leaving him bare.
He swiftly clothes himself in loose robes, carefully trailing to the futon in which you laid in. He lies beside you, pressing his palm against the side of your cheek. He relished the warmth of your skin, caressing it with his thumb.
You felt his familiar touch and gradually awoke. Your tired gaze moved to your tranquil spouse, who had held you with boundless tenderness.
You smile lazily at him, shifting closer.
“Giyuu…”, you whisper, your mind steadily attempting to recognise the scene.
“I didn���t mean to stir you...”, Tomioka replied dismissively.
You did not care for him awakening you, instead overly glad to see your partner be beside you once more. You retort his touch, placing your own hand to his face, and watch him longingly. You move in, gently laying your lips on his after so long.
Giyuu embraced quickly, amiably reciprocating your kiss. He was exceedingly sweet, overcome with the relief of finally resting alongside the one he cherished most. He felt his heart gradually pummel harshly.
He moves atop of you, needing to hold your body closer. You wrap your arms around his sturdy neck, continuing the passionate display. His breathing rolls heavily from his lips, consumed by passion.
He misses your warmth. Your scent. Your embrace.
He'd spent so long beneath frigid, lonely sheets. Exhausting his body to its very core for those around him. Weary and miserable.
He needed you desperately. More than he had needed oxygen.
His soothing hands caress your thigh, tenderly pushing your gown up.
"Can I?" he asks, ensuring you felt safe.
You nod, permitting his entry. His fingers travel over your thighs, to your very clit. His slender fingers trail along your slit, leisurely gathering slick. Filthy noises echo as his digits continuously glide.
Your hands maneuver along his back, as you whine delicately against him. Starved so long from his touch, you were greedy. Endlessly greedy.
You prompted your thighs against his waist, suggesting a desire for more, much more. He groans and sits up, grasping the opposing sides of your thighs. You could feel his impending love, grazing against your sex. It pulsed and twitched, longingly to be embedded within your warmth.
With a gentle push, he softly slides himself within you. He almost falls forward, releasing a pleasurable gasp. Your inner-walls grasped at him intently, almost hindering his movement. He pants, attempting to consolidate his thoughts into one.
With a sharp inhale, he carefully begins to roll his hips into you. Sensual, soft movements, disinterested in forcing himself from your comfort. Though you provided unending pleasure, all he longed for was to be with you again. Feel your connection. Your intimacy.
And you pleaded for it too. You cup his cheek, coaxing him to come closer. To hear his sighs of pleasure, to feel his pulse of ecstasy. And he does. He lowers his face inches from you and kisses you. He continuously assures of how much he loves you. Adored you. Treasured you.
Over and over, lips graced along each other, momentarily separated for breath, before rekindling again in a moment of euphoria.
“Soft… so soft.”, he babbled, prompting his lips to the tender skin of your neck.
Your fingers glide to his back, caressing gently. Muscled and firm. Your unexpected touch had driven him to tilt his head back in delight, overwhelmed. Even your smallest details would strike him deeply.
His shaft endlessly pumping within you, a lewdful display. He was overcome with love, whining pleasurable groans into the air. And you followed. This was marvelling. He was only angelic.
Your cunt flutters tenderly around him as he repeatedly pleases you, driving you to squirm deep inside.
He felt himself to finish soon, a surge of bliss rising within him. His thrusts grew briefly clumsy and hasty.
Pushing him towards his impending climax, you whine thoughtlessly.
“I love you, Tomioka!”
And it finishes him.
With a harsh push, his cock spurts ropes of love within you. Buried into you, he plunges every ounce of his desire deeply to you. The air is coated thickly with your unending affections for the other.
So long without each other's love, there was not a greater peace than this moment.
With hasty and drowsy eyes, he lies in the same position, unconcerned with pulling himself away from you. He was quick to drift to slumber, resting against your breast. Your fingers caught in his dark hair, you felt yourself submerged in the soft seas of paradise.
#demon slayer fanfic#demon slayer imagines#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer smut#kimetsu no yaiba smut#demon slayer#kny fanfic#demon slayer giyuu#giyuu tomioka#giyuu tomioka x reader#giyuu tomioka x y/n#giyuu tomioka smut#tomioka giyuu#tomioka#tomioka giyuu x reader#tomioka giyuu x y/n#water hashira#kny tomioka#demon slayer tomioka#tomioka giyu x reader#tomioka giyū#soft smut#kny smut#tomioka smut#tomioka x y/n#demon slayer drabbles#smut#afab reader#kny drabble#giyuu x you
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Daydream, I fell asleep amid the flowers
For a couple of hours on a beautiful day
#slimecicle#slimecicle fanart#charlie slimecicle#slimecicle cinematic universe#scu slimecicle#scu grizzly
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11 . . . main story & letter
— this translation may not be 100% accurate or may contain creative liberties. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost or claim these as your own!
— cw: consumption of alcohol, mentions of sexual assault, murder, neglect, and suicide.
When Lord Elbert fell asleep, his grip loosened on me.
I took that opportunity to quietly slip out of his room.
(Where is he...?)
For several minutes, I fruitlessly searched around for Alfons, walking around aimlessly within the manor.
When I finally found his jet black hair, I saw he was in the garden, bathing in the moon’s light, which almost seemed blue.
Kate: ...Alfons.
He was leaning back in his chair, with his crossed legs atop the tea table which was set in the garden.
It appeared Alfons was drinking.
Alfons: Wandering around late at night like this... you really are naughty, aren’t you.
A: If you were anyone else, I would have wanted to show them a dream they wanted to see.
A: But strangely enough, you don’t seem to want that.
Kate: ...Should I be happy?
Alfons: If you want to do something outrageous with me, you should feel sad.
Alfons cast a bewitching sidelong glance at me.
(As usual, I can’t seem to get a read on him...)
At his feet, forget-me-not flowers were wavering.
(Come to think of it, Alfons’ last name is the same as that flower [1].)
Alfons: Did something happen, with Elbie?
His eyes, which were the color of the night sky, narrowed meaningfully.
With some hesitation, I approached Alfons, taking a seat next to him.
Kate: Lord Elbert said that he... wanted to ‘have’ me.
Alfons: Ahh... so it’s like that.
A: I was aware it was only a matter of time, but to think it would happen as soon as tonight...
A: Now that it’s come to this, it’s not certain you’ll be able to fulfill your Fairytale Keeper duties without incident.
A: This is getting more and more troublesome, it seems.
Kate: I-I didn’t think it was that troubling...
Alfons: That’s not true. Despite how I look, I was always worried for you? You knew that, didn’t you?
Alfons traced his fingertips, which were covered by his black gloves, along my jaw.
Alfons: Even in the best of times, this world is filled with tragedy.
A: To willingly act out this tragedy, is that not foolish?
(Alfons had always said not to get involved further with Lord Elbert.)
It might have been because he knew that in doing so, I would only be stepping into tragedy.
He brought my chin closer to him, and a sweet, yet somehow complex fragrance tickled my nose.
Alfons: ...Shall I tell you of a way you can get Elbie to lose his interest in you?
Kate: ...
Alfons: If he continues to have his eye on you, the only ending that awaits you is confinement, imprisonment, or, in the worst case, death.
His words were so straightforward that my spine grew cold.
But, if I become scared here, nothing will ever get better.
Kate: I know. But now, more than that... I want to know what Lord Elbert’s sin is.
K: That’s why, I came to find you.
Alfons: So I see... you are choosing to dive in of your own free will? Rather than saving yourself?
Kate: I—
K: Of course, I don’t want to be locked up or killed to be decorated. But...
K: ...if he ever did such a thing... how much would the truth of his deeds...
K: ...hurt Lord Elbert deeply, make him sad... Just imagining it terrifies me.
K: That’s why... I want to know, truly, what drives him to do such things.
Alfons: ...
Alfons had been with Lord Elbert since they were young, so there was no way he did not know.
Kate: Why, does he allow the butlers and maids to do such things to him?
K: He should be at a standing where he can dismiss them or give orders.
Alfons: That is true. After all, he is the head of the manor.
Kate: At the art dealer’s party, his clear rejection protected me.
K: If only he could use that to protect himself...
K: But the reason why he can’t do that, has something to do with his ‘sin,’ right?
Amid the dusk, a night breeze lightly blew, carrying with it the almost cloying fragrance of the flowers to the tip of my nose.
Alfons: ...It’s a waste of time to face something like reality.
A: You are serious to the point of foolishness. Both you, and Elbie.
At the same time he said this, he withdrew his hand from my chin.
He stood up from his seat, walking toward the darkness.
Kate: Where are you going?
Alfons: You come with.
Kate: Eh?
Alfons: You want to know, don’t you? What his sin is.
Alfons brought me to a room that looked like a study.
Kate: This is...?
Alfons: Now, now, there’s no need to rush. First, take a seat.
A: Even if it’s painful, the moon tonight is beautiful. It’s ideal for a story before bedtime, no?
(A story...?)
His wording baffled me, but I took a seat on the sofa as I was told.
Alfons: Before I start, I would like to ask you something. Are you prepared?
Kate: When you say ‘prepared’...
Alfons: Of course, I mean whether you’re prepared to listen to Elbie’s story.
A: Anyhow, it is not a story fit to put one to sleep. But, is that alright with you?
Kate: Yes... it’s alright.
Alfons: What a resolute answer. It would be great if you yourself are as strong as your resolve, too, though.
Alfons was sitting next to me, and beneath the moonlight that filtered in through the window, he let out a seemingly exasperated sigh.
Alfons: Well, I did take you to be the type to not run away after having come so far.
Kate: ...If I had wanted to run away, I would not have asked you in the first place.
(To be honest, if I said I wasn’t scared at all, that would be a lie.)
(I feel like... I’ll hear something more painful than what I witnessed today, after all.)
(Not only that, this is the same as peeking into the things that had hurt Lord Elbert.)
(Just knowing in and of itself might cause him more pain.)
I clenched my hands, which were on my knees.
The cold sensation of Lord Elbert’s hand on mine still lingered on my fingertips.
(Even so... I have to know. Because, I don’t want Lord Elbert to hurt himself more.)
(And if I don’t know the reason, I can’t convince him.)
Sorting my feelings out again, I looked straight at Alfons.
Kate: I’m ready. Please, tell me.
Alfons: ...Very well, then. I’ll share with you as much as I know, then.
The moonlight from the window lengthened our shadows——
Alfons: Once upon a time, in a certain place, there was a child, born from parents of peerless beauty.
A: The father’s name was Hugh, and the mother Cecilia.
A: And it was here where Lord Elbert and I had first met as children.
A: It was here we met — right after he had killed the doctor who assaulted him. He was 9 years old at the time.
Kate: Eh...?
(Lord Elbert... killed someone...?)
Within the otherwise silent room, the sound of my heart grew louder and faster.
It seemed that, whatever I was about to hear about Lord Elbert’s past would sink me to the depths of a deep place, where not even a ray of light would be able to shine through.
In a place more deep than I had ever imagined.
—— Elbert’s POV ——
——When I opened my half-lidded eyes, I could see many flowers, all of vibrant colors.
Just now, Kate had come to my room,
and I should have fallen asleep with my hand holding hers.
At some point, I found myself in a field of flowers.
(——It’s the usual dream, isn’t it?)
In my light sleep, I’ve seen memories of my childhood in my dreams many times.
Tonight, too, I had no choice but to fall asleep, drowning in this dream.
I stopped resisting, and quietly entrusted my body to this dream.
Once I did, I heard a clear voice.
Elbert: Mother... I found a pretty flower.
Cecilia: ...Oh, it really... is pretty.
C: Thank you, Elbert.
(Ah... there it is again.)
(She has those eyes again.)
Mother would sometimes look at me with something like fear in her eyes.
(She’s looking at me the same way she looks at caterpillars, which she hates.)
I would always feel unsettled when I looked into those eyes.
It gave me a sense of uncertainty that all of the peaceful happiness was a lie.
That, at any point in time, something that was happening before us...
...could shatter into pieces like a mirror on the floor.
It was a vague, yet overwhelming fear.
(What can I do to make this fear disappear?)
(——What can I do, for Mother to smile at me?)
Wet nurse: What a beautiful child. He has locks as gold as My Lady.
Maid: He’s like an angel. See, look at those jewel-like eyes.
Butler: It was like he was born to be happy.
Paying little mind to the growing uncertainty and fear within me, the maids and butlers around me sang praises of me being beautiful.
It was almost as though ‘being beautiful’ was a condition for happiness.
(——Flowers, pretty bird feathers, glass that sparkled, butterfly specimens.)
Before I knew it, as if to bury my uncertainty, I started to collect beautiful things.
(If I have this, then it will surely be alright.)
(So, that’s why, please smile.)
(——Please don’t look at me, with those sad eyes.)
—— Kate’s POV ——
Alfons’ voice was always calm, as if he were actually spinning a tale.
And I continued to earnestly listen to him speak about Lord Elbert’s past.
Alfons: He was 6 years old when he found out the reason why his mother avoided him so.
A: Having left a will behind, she took her own life.
Kate: ...!
(Lord Elbert’s mother did that...?)
Alfons: ‘I can’t bear having to live while lying to my beloved.’
A: Supposedly, that was what was written in her will.
A: And also...
A: ‘Elbert was born from someone who is not my husband, against my will.’
I covered my mouth with my palm, as it seemed imprudent to let out any voice.
If I didn’t, it seemed something dark and heavy that had bubbled inside me would overflow in a moment.
Alfons: Is it alright if I continue?
Whether it was out of kindness or pity, Alfons looked at me, as if asking for confirmation.
Kate: Yes... you can.
Alfons: To be clear, I don’t mind if you want to run away now? I imagine this is rather hard on your fragile, glass-like heart?
Kate: ...Not at all.
(I haven’t yet heard, what I want to know.)
I shook my head firmly and looked determinedly at Alfons.
His smile widened.
Alfons: ——Well then, I will continue.
A letter with a wish, received before we left for the manor
To be honest, I’m a little concerned about bringing you with me... so I’ll write this.
No matter what happens at the manor, I don’t want you to worry about it. If you feel there’s anything strange, then find something else to distract you.
It’s not something you should be worried about, so you don’t have to feel you need to do something about it.
The servants won’t do anything rude to guests, so you don’t need to worry about that.
And, if I ever look different than usual, simply leave me be.
If possible, I wish for you to spend your time with a gentle smile.
—Elbert Greetia
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[1] a forget-me-not and sylvatica refer to the same thing. The Japanese version had written out [シルヴァティカ] (shiruvatika) in the previous line, but I felt it better for flow’s sake to call them “forget-me-nots” here. But anyway, there’s some food for thought to make you think about Alfons’ character if you weren’t already, eheh.
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you're in her dms, i fell asleep amid the flowers for a couple of hours on a beautiful day
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I FELL ASLEEP AMID THE FLOWERS. FOR A COUPLE OF HOURS.
ON A BEAUTIFUL DAY.
#me when it's kind of blurry . i'm not thinking abt that#thg rp#pjo rp#gen v rp#the boys rp#multifandom rp#star wars rp#indie thg rp#indie pjo rp#indie gen v rp#indie the boys rp#indie star wars rp#indie yellowjackets rp#indie rp#tbosas rp#loading this shit up. ok bye.#SELF.
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I fell asleep amid the flowers
For a couple of hours
On a beautiful day
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— faye valentine's mix 。 °┊ 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . .
share at least five songs that you associate with or remind you of your muse! tagged by: @serxndipities tagging: @petitsdieu // @artmadc // @starrymused // @chaosdrivcn
lexie liu manta
it's not a swimming pool, it's an ocean dive in that cash like i'm chosen that my 24 karat, got you frozen ya? 活在不一样世界 又怎样?
aliyah's interlude IT girl
bitch, you know i'm sexy ugh, don't call, just text me bitches slow, can't get on my speed they stare 'cause they know i'm the I-T G-I-R-L you know i am that girl!
emily mei venom
save your sorrys, i have no empathy i’d hold back but you’re already dead to me you’ll regret that you made me your enemy there’s no remedy show you real toxicity
hope tala mulholland
it's lame i know, but i don't really like going to parties full of people drinking, fighting, and sniffing their car keys and when we leave, the freeway can only take us so far, we stay wrapped up in this dramatic shit, girl, don't put it past me to run, to run away run away, to run away, away
ella mai naked
than somebody who loves me naked someone who never asks for love, but knows how to take it are you that somebody who sees a wall and breaks it? are you ready to fight just to see what's lost behind my flaws? can you love me naked?
#❝ memes ❞ ┆ turned what you left me with and turned it into art !#❝ f. valentine ❞ ┆ headcanons ┆ it’s better to be alone in your solitude !#❝ mp3 ❞ ┆ i fell asleep amid the flowers !
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@amaranthsynthesis I WILL TAKE YOUR OPEN PERMISSION AND RUN WITH IT!
"Shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up, then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals!"
You guys get my liked songs playlist. 10,600 songs. I make no guarantees on quality, genre, nothing.
Tengo Que Decirte Algo (feat. José Feliciano), Gloria Estefan
Tengo que decirte algo Que puede lastimar tu corazón Y estoy segura que si te cuento No vas a perdonar mi gran error
Luché contra la tentación Pero solo soy de carne y hueso Me embriagó con su mirada y pequé al final So Gloria Estefan, especially this album and Mi Tierra, is my childhood. Along with a number of other artists, but Gloria Estefan was what my mom and grandma were playing back in the day.
Clash - Jupiter Remix, Caravan Palace
Ah, Caravan Palace. Electroswing, my beloved.
Calico, Fever the Ghost
We spin sides, all these things Bite the fruits, take the ride, clip our wings Man, up all night, avoiding fights Shoot me down in a dream, so I will see
Man, heaven sent and the courage saved curiosity Run and find things that aren't there Calico, descendant of the company Bite your tongue and let it take you there
I don't know what you'd call Fever the Ghost except for trippy electro-rock. Vaguely psychedelic rock. They're really good if that's your vibe!
Daydream In Blue, I Monster
Daydream, I fell asleep amid the flowers For a couple of hours on a beautiful day Daydream, I dream of you amid the flowers For a couple of hours, such a beautiful day I dream a dirty dream of you, baby You're swinging from the chandelier I'm climbing up the walls 'cause I want you But when I reach you, you disappear
I Monster! Electronic group in the vein of Portishead, this is their big hit single. This has actually ended up on a couple of my character playlists.
Grand Canyon, Puscifer
Lost as I may be Oh, in the fog of my own noise and triviality Grand Holy Mother, grant me clarity I am standing on the edge of forever Forever One among infinity Witnessing the majesty Calm in this humility Witnessing the majesty Hope as far as one can see Witnessing the majesty Witnessing the majesty Witnessing the majesty Standing on the edge of forever
Maynard. I would follow that man anywhere, and he'd probably lead my right off the edge of the Grand Canyon for even saying that. If you haven't explored the world of Tool, A Perfect Circle, or Puscifer, I can't recommend them highly enough if you want a whiplash of truly transcendent and irreverent fuck-you songs.
And I will pass along the tag vibes and tag whoever is reading this!
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"daydream, i fell asleep amid the flowers for a couple of hours on a beautiful day
daydream, i dream of you amid the flowers for a couple of hours, such a beautiful day"
the c!george/c!dnf song ever
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21 for BIG MELKOR if there’s anything we are yet to know…
love you for this one for real. OK, since you said you meant the DVD commentary question, here are some additional thoughts (bite thy wings and let thee crawl, Melkor/Maglor)
First, I really just want to share all the passages from Lay of Leithian that I'd copied into my notes doc (beyond the bit I included and took the title from), because. Big Melkor canon...
Then Morgoth came. For the last time in those great wars he dared to climb from subterranean throne profound, the rumour of his feet a sound of rumbling earthquake underground. (25) Black-armoured, towering, iron-crowned he issued forth; his mighty shield a vast unblazoned sable field with shadow like a thundercloud; and o'er the gleaming king it bowed
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Heard ye not then of that pretty fay, of Lúthien? Her body is fair, very light and fair. (210) Morgoth would possess her in his lair. Boldog he sent, but Boldog was slain: strange ye were not in Bolgod's train.
Fierce is your chief, his frown is grim. Little Lúthien… what troubles him? (215) Why laughs he not to think of his lord crushing a maiden in his hoard, that foul should be what once was clean, that dark should be where light has been?
Whom do ye serve, Light or Mirk? (220) Who is the maker of mightiest work? Who is the king of earthly kings, the greatest giver of gold and rings? Who is the master of the wide earth? Who despoiled them of their mirth, (225) the vain Valar? Repeat your vows, Orcs of Bauglir! Do not bend your brows. Death to light, to law, to love; cursed be moon and stars above; may darkness everlasting old (230) that waits outside in surges cold drown Manwë, Varda and the sun; may all is hatred be begun and all in evil ended be in the moaning of the endless Sea!' (235)
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Into the vast and echoing gloom more dread than many-tunnelled tomb in labyrinthine pyramid where everlasting death is hid, down awful corridors that wind (5) down to a menace dark enshrined; down to the mountain's roots profound, devoured, tormented, bored and ground by seething vermin spawned of stone; down to the depths they went alone. (10)
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Slow-wheeling o'er his iron crown, reluctantly, shivering and small, (95) Beren there saw the shadow fall, and droop before the hideous throne, a weak and trembling thing, alone. And as thereon great Morgoth bent his darkling gaze, he shuddering went, (100) belly to earth, the cold sweat dank upon his fell, and crawling shrank beneath the darkness of that seat, beneath the shadow of those feet.
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Yet welcome, welcome to my hall! I have a use for every thrall.
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A pretty toy for idle hour. In slothful gardens many a flower (190) like thee the amorous gods are used honey-sweet to kiss, and cast then bruised, their fragrance loosing, under feet. But here we seldom find such sweet amid our labours long and hard, (195) from godlike idleness debarred. And who would not taste the honey-sweet lying to lips, or crush with feet the soft cool tissue of pale flowers, easing like gods the dragging hours?
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Then flaring suddenly they fell, down, down upon the floors of hell. The dark and mighty head was bowed; (275) like mountain-top beneath a cloud the shoulders foundered, the vast form crashed, as in overwhelming storm huge cliffs in ruin slide and fall; and prone lay Morgoth in his hall. (280) His crown there rolled upon the ground, a wheel of thunder; then all sound died, and a silence grew as deep as were the heart of Earth asleep.
Like did I even have to write this fic?? Tolkien wrote it first...
This is most of what I have to say that I haven't said before, aside from that I love to see people in the tags of @aquaregiaart's beautiful art losing their minds in the exact same way I did when I first saw an earlier version of it and felt possessed by a demon with the urge to tell some more of that story!! 😌
One other thing on my mind when writing beyond horny was Melkor's voice, I guess. I really wanted his lines to "sound" resonant as though they came from a position of power, and "read aloud" well, and I tried to pay attention to that when I was editing, taking out some of the hedging and other words I had in there as options at first (at least one "I think" got cut at that stage... Just picture me like staring at 2 very similar options like it's the dress meme, muttering to myself "Would Melkor say this? I don't fucking know..."). I haven't spend a ton of time thinking of Melkor as a character (I've only written him a little bit before, in the backdrop of Finrod/Sauron AU) and I really wanted him to come across as scary and brutal/unflinching but also keep some sort of undertone suggesting that At One Point, he was or could be a seducer figure as well. Also, revisiting these Lay of Leithian portions with him was inspiring in terms of writing & keeping in some of his dialogue in the fic, because he DOES have a villainous glee in Lay of Leithian, a bitter, proud sort of "positioning" against the Valar, and he likes to hear himself talk. After reading that, I felt a lot more empowered to write him talking some more!! Thank you so much for your Big Melkor support all through working on this, it makes my heart grow to Big Melkor sizes ❤️❤️❤️
#answered#swanmaids#BLESS YOU <3#i think this makes it sound like i did more Research and so on than i actually did for writing this smut fic but YOU KNOW#at some point thoughts were had
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